Robbie Rotten Novels & Stories

Although I was aware that the figure before me was merely a robot, I couldn't help but feel the crushing shame sweeping over me, leaving my face burning with embarrassment. 008 didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He kneeled beside me and gently pulled me into his arms, saying, "I've detected an injury, Ms. Zeller. I'm going to switch to first-aid mode now. Please remain still as I conduct a full-body scan." 008 was a robot specifically designed for me by my in-laws. He was designed to look exactly like Kenneth but with an even more idealized physique. His skin, crafted from a special synthetic material, was indistinguishable from human skin.

"You're doing this just to get me back, aren't you? That's not going to happen, but I'm still willing to give you a chance. Let's have dinner tonight, and you let Lydia join the audition." I chuckled at this. "What makes you think I'm doing this to get your attention?" "Then why are you making such a big deal out of this? It won't work—" "Shut up!" I could not hold back my anger, not anymore. "Your resources are worthless without me, Allen. You should take a good look at yourself! "Let me remind you: your girlfriend isn't as innocent as you think!" I was trying to warn him so the Walters would not go bankrupt, but he took it the wrong way and shouted, "You're disgusting, Rosie!"

With four unrecognizable women! “Calm down, doll. We're the nicest among everyone working for madam Horton so you're in safe hands with us, alright? We're just going to clean you up and dress you up to look good for Mr Rover” the first woman in a flower patterned apron said and I frowned.

As for me, I never went downstairs to see him. The next day, Chris returned to the company. It wasn't that he had decided to give up, but he was rushing back to handle the scandal with Jasmine. I packaged the evidence I had collected and posted it on the company's official website. The Davis Group, which started with maternity products, had a chairman who was an unfaithful scumbag. In no time, the company's revenue plummeted. Netizens were infuriated, and every day, people would flood the official website with angry comments.

Roger’s men were moving in the shadows, executing a plan that would either buy her freedom or seal her doom. She took a deep, shaky breath, pressing her palm against her stomach one last time to draw strength from the new life inside her. There was no room for hesitation now. Exactly at midnight, the fragile silence shattered. The sky above the Moretti logistics port was ripped apart by a massive explosion. Roger had intentionally sabotaged the armory, forcing Damon’s entire intelligence unit to rush to the scene.

Bradley's voice was so broken that I could feel it tugging at my heart strings while my wolf was howling in delight at the prospect of mating with Blake when we got the hell out of here so she was as good as useless right now. "I promise. Now tell me. What's their name?" I asked quickly. "Ni-Nicole Sto-tone."

Rob objected. "We can't all go together, Rob. I will think of a plan," Mike said grimly. He didn't have a plan but he didn't want to worry about Rob. He would figure out something once they had escaped. A long pause ensued. Then Rob inquired. "Do you really want to know why I'm hurt?" Rob inquired, a little hesitantly. Mike sat down next to him on the couch and stopped pacing. "What happened? Did Eric do something?" "I killed someone," Rob said with a blank expression. "She was a young woman, the HR who got us our access. I killed her." Rob mumbled.

"So I'm just going to assume you didn't do a background check on me." I smiled and Storm smirked in return, taking his eyes off the lonely road to spare me a glance. "On a second note, how about you wow me, what do you know about me?" "Really?" "Sure c'mon." I pressed. "Well, your full name is Cincinnati Roxanne Lopez, twenty three years old, ex-stripper, hitman, other vices and there are also a few other details."

Finally, Seth decided to break the deadly silence by reasoning with the girl in front of him. "Bu-but that's impossible! M. Robeis a man, not a girl. That's why the name is M. Robe. It stands for Mr. Roberts." Seth argued but the girl just rolled her eyes in annoyance and scoffed at him.

"Fucking rusty life." On the other hand, it was five o'clock and Robby had just arrived from work, he saw that the house was in order even though he had left it sensibly. He noticed the woman asleep on the sofa. He saw its leg and its tummy covered the pillow. "Wake up." He whispered here. "Ohh sorry! I fell asleep." he switched off the TV and sat down properly. Robby smiled at him when he saw his old Tshirt. "You look pretty with my shirt." Robby said. "But next time wear my shirt with shorts, I have a lot of boxer shorts." he added.